Dear Girlies,
I don't have much to say, I just feel like I need to write to you to be close to you. I am reminded of you wherever I go. For the first week after you were gone, I just wanted to be home, where you once were, soaking in as many memories as I could. Daddy has tried to get me out of that cocoon and back into the real world, but it is very hard because small details of the outside world bring me more grief than the memories at home. Patrick has a conference this week in Baltimore so we are driving out with Megan a few days later to meet up with him. We are going to visit DC, Baltimore and then go up to Niagara.
Today we went to the bookstore to pick up some magazines for the trip. I looked to my right and there were all sorts of children's books that I wanted to buy for you. I loved reading to you because you were so attentive. I'm sure that you both would have been great readers. I looked to my left and there were the magazines about fit pregnancies and raising 'green' children. It made me remember the days that I would sit on the couch feeling your kicks and dreaming about our future. In front of me was the self help. I ventured into that section and found a book about grieving the loss of a child. I picked it up, bought it and brought it back home. I've read about 2 chapters and now I want to scream.
Where is the book about losing two children? Where is the book about losing infants? Where is anybody in this entire world that knows how I am feeling? I feel like the only other person is your Daddy. I have people surrounding me with love and support all day, yet I feel very empty. I wish I knew how to fill this void. If not fill it, at least adapt to it and start living my life again.
It's hard to get over this overwhelming feeling of missing you. I just want to hold you in my arms; I want to feed you and give you a bath and take care of you. I am a mom and that is what I am supposed to do...I am supposed to be taking care of my babies, not mourning them. I love you and I miss you so much.
Love,
Mommy